That’s right, I too am leaving on a jet plane. Tomorrow morning in fact. And the really, truly scary part… I am leaving my children at home with my husband. Don’t get me wrong, he is an amazingly wonderful guy, and capable of looking after his nearly grown kids for 5 days.
But there are things he doesn’t think of… like scheduling. I have everyone’s schedule planned out in my head so I can figure out who gets access to our one shower when, and still make it to school on time. I know what time they need to be out the door, and when they should be getting home. I know when they need to stop goofing around and get their lunch together. I know if there is no milk in the fridge. Who is going to do these things while I am away?
There is an upside to this though. I am hoping that my children can become either more independent or at least appreciate me a little more. The same goes for my husband. And the reality is that it is only one full school day that they need to get their acts together.
The part I feel bad about, is I don’t even really care. I think it will do them good to fend for themselves! And hopefully I come home Sunday night to the same number of kids that I left.